See the time come up on the screen
I tend to leave it on while I sleep
Cause in these moments, I have no other way
To see the time during the day
Moments like this remind me of stress
Reminds me of why I'm depressed
Hate to do things behind their back
You took the phone, and ruined us, what choice do I have?
All I did was tell the truth
The fact that it wasn't me, it was you
Hate to do this, but you're getting the blame
Because of you, we may never be the same
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Truth
Poetrypoems about me taking the blame for something I didn't do. I didn't send those messages, even though it was from my account. I took the blame at first anyway to try to avoid more drama at home at the time
